I walked out to check on my plants this morning. I looked over all of the tomatoes, all of the squash, the cucumbers and peppers; all the herbs. The flowers that we’ll put in the butterfly garden…where are the violas? I had a viola plant sitting in the front row of the potted plants on… Continue reading Violas…Yum!
A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night. ~Percy Bysshe Shelley, “The Sensitive Plant,” 1820